"Using uncle as a cover?"

Conan thought about it and felt that this plan was feasible.

Letting Kogoro Mori cover for them does not mean pushing him to the forefront, but quite the opposite.

In Conan's opinion, with Kogoro Mouri's intelligence, he would probably surprise Rum, Gin, Bourbon and others.

After all, the other person is that uncle who does nothing but eat and sleep!

Being reliable once in a while doesn’t mean anything!

"What exactly do you plan to do?"

Conan asked:

"Leave the garden to me. I can't guarantee anything else, but it's easy to trick her!"

“Isn’t this simple?”

Shrugging his shoulders, Sakaki Makoto said disapprovingly:

"Let Maori Kogoro go out and take on commissions."

"But uncle hasn't had any commissions recently."

"What? There are so many murders in Beika Town every day, there must be one or two that are related to you!"

“.......”

Conan's face turned dark. How could he not know what Makoto Sakaki was hinting at?

"I've been staying with you guys lately, so I don't have time to go out with uncle and the others!"

“Tsk.”

Sakaki Makoto clicked his tongue and looked at Conan with deep dissatisfaction.

Although he won't let Conan run around and harm others, don't forget your job!

Being a detective is just a side job, the main job is collecting people!

God of Death, God of Death, a God of Death who doesn’t harvest heads is a good God of Death!

And that Hattori Heiji, day by day...

Just not doing your job!

Fishing all day long!

"Since Maori Kogoro has no commission, let's give him one."

Hong Shu beside him suddenly said:

"Do you remember the international killer, Scrubber? The Easter Egg case."

"Of course I remember. Brother Kidd was almost killed by him."

"That's right."

Hongshu nodded:

"I was still in the United States at the time. Since I couldn't get away, I asked Noah to post a commission anonymously on the dark web and send someone to steal the jewelry hidden in the villa. But my original intention was to test whether you would lose your mind in the face of huge wealth. Only if you pass the test, Noah will determine that you are the most suitable person to save me."

"oh."

Pushing his sunglasses, Sakaki Makoto was a little surprised:

"Why are you bringing this up all of a sudden? It's been so long, isn't it too late to apologize now?"

"Who wants to apologize? I haven't done anything wrong to you!"

Hongshu widened his eyes:

"I mean, we can let Noah pretend to be a client and send an email to Mr. Maori, asking him to handle a case at random. In this way, can't you get away with it?"

"Shit, it sounds like you're asking me to pay out of my own pocket!"

Sakaki Makoto covered his chest with a vigilant look, where his wallet was placed:

"I remember that Maori Kogoro's commission was not cheap!"

"Not much, just 500,000 to start." Conan said.

Hongshu nodded, looking very cheap indeed.

"Only 500,000 yuan?"

Hearing this number, Sakaki Makoto's face twisted a little:

"You two rich second-generations are so easy to talk about! My money didn't come from the wind! I have to save it for marrying a wife!"

"But if you don't solve this problem, you may not have the chance to get married."

"........Chao!"

His face fell, Sakaki Makoto felt hurt.

Hongshu was right. This matter involved the Black Organization and Karasuma Renya. It was extremely important. If we were not careful, we would lose everything. In comparison, spending 500,000 yuan to buy an insurance policy for ourselves was already a good deal.

Sakaki Makoto took out his notebook and counted the deposit balance recorded on it.

Every time he made money, he would write it down and estimate the approximate total, so that he could check the balance anytime and anywhere.

Looking at the nearly nine-digit deposit, Sakaki Makoto suddenly felt so poor. Look at the Suzuki Group, they are so generous that the price of any piece of their collection is far beyond his reach!

but...

As for money, if you don’t spend it, what’s the difference between it and a pile of waste paper?

"That's all we can do."

Sakaki Makoto sighed, picked up his pen and wrote down -50w, then put away the notebook.

"Really only 50w?"

Conan felt a little pain in his back teeth:

"For 500,000 yuan, I can only entrust you to investigate some things in Tokyo, and I can't go out for travel..."

"500,000 yuan is not enough? Are you robbing me?!"

Sakaki Makoto tightly grasped his wallet, his stingy face clearly visible:

"You think the free money is too little? It's only 500,000 yuan, no more!"

"Okay, okay."

Conan didn't know what to say anymore. To get Makoto Sakaki to spend 500,000 yuan was already plucking feathers from a stingy man. Just think about how he had exchanged two collector's editions of famous books from him for 200 yen... No, it should be said to be stealing!

You will always have to pay for what you have done.

It's a rare opportunity to see Makoto Sakaki cutting some meat, and seeing how painful it was on his face, Conan couldn't help but feel happy.

After handing over the task of issuing the commission to Hiroki, Sakaki glanced at Conan, who was serious but looked a little overwhelmed, and said:

"You have to hurry up with the garden. Time is running out. We have to finish it before Christmas Eve, otherwise it will be too late."

"Are you still not confident that I can do the job?"

Conan patted his chest and said confidently:

"I'll go find her after school this afternoon. It just so happens that Sonoko and Xiaolan have made an appointment to go shopping together! I'll just do the job while I'm there!"

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